It was an unfortunate situation, she and me, an overly long affair, soured fruit left in a bowl to rot. We’d had our good times, though, or good day, or hour, which was longer than some. I should have counted myself lucky really. Honestly, I should. I didn’t, though.
I really love this short story Richard
Thank you, Holly 🙂
Ouch!
Ka-blammo!
Soured fruit left in the bowl to rot….hmmm note to self…get the compost going girl…
LOL